Jiang Xiyue's sadness was not pretended.

Even after cultivating in the Six Dao Prisons for so long, Jiang Xiyue's thoughts about Lin Xiu not only did not dilute with the distance, but instead missed that figure even more.

"What, what? Xiu'er is dead? Grandpa asked excitedly.

"Grandpa, don't be too excited, although Lin Xiu is gone, if you have any trouble in the future, I will be responsible for solving it for you." Jiang Xiyue stared at her grandfather and said.

Grandpa bit his lip and asked with a sad and angry face, "Xiu'er, how did you die?" ”

"You don't have to ask about such a thing, old man." Jiang Xiyue sighed and left a phone number for her grandfather: "If you have any trouble in the future, just call this number, and he will help you solve all your problems." ”

After speaking, Jiang Xiyue got up and left.

After Jiang Xiyue left, my grandfather's face also smiled: "I eat more salt than you eat, you want to lie to me?" Don't make up a better reason, Xiu'er just left, you told me he was dead? ”

And a look of disappointment appeared on Jiang Xiyue's cheeks.

Although it was said that Lin Xiu was dead, Jiang Xiyue did not have a trace of expectation in his heart, and this time, Jiang Xiyue wanted to look for clues about Lin Xiu in the name of distraction.

I thought that Lin Xiu's grandfather had the greatest hope here, but he didn't expect that he still got nothing.

"Lin Xiu, are you really dead?" Jiang Xiyue looked up at the sky and muttered softly.

Eight guards approached at this point.

"Miss!"

"Let's go, go and have a look."

Jiang Xiyue walked to the gate of the urban village and got into the car, and the group gradually left.

It was only at this time that Lin Xiu and Wang Yang, who were in the alley, walked out.

"Boss, this Jiang Xiyue seems to be looking for you." Wang Yang stabbed Lin Xiu's arm and said.

Lin Xiu shook his head and did not speak.

……

Jiang Xiyue's convoy headed towards the rudder of the Hai Provincial Daomeng.

Just out of the city, into the wilderness.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiyue, who was closing her eyes and recuperating, suddenly opened her eyes: "Stop!" ”

It's just that it's too late.

A black sword aura swept in, and the roof of the limousine was directly cut open.

The driver's head was directly separated from the body.

In such a situation, the sedan naturally lost control and crashed directly into a telephone pole on the side of the road, emitting thick smoke.

"Young master, if you cut it like this, aren't you afraid that Jiang Xiyue will be slaughtered directly? The Holy Venerable let us catch it alive. A voice rang out.

On the road in front of the telephone pole, a man appeared at some point, holding a huge scythe in his hand, and at the end of the scythe, there was a thick iron chain, which continued to his wrist.

Looking at his face, he was twenty or thirty years old, with an evil face.

"If Jiang Xiyue dies under my sword, it can only mean that the godlike warden is just a waste."

A cold voice rang out again.

Jiang Xiyue looked up and saw a black-haired young man standing on a telephone pole, and in his hand, a black sword surrounded the evil qi.

"Two people who have entered the Dao realm dare to attack my Miss Nanmeng, the evil demon is simply presumptuous!"

There was a sound of brakes.

The guards who followed arrived.

The eight Dao Realm monks hurriedly got out of the car and guarded Jiang Xiyue's vehicle.

Jiang Xiyue naturally dodged this sword, but he also looked a little embarrassed.

Walking out of the vehicle, Jiang Xiyue looked at the black-haired young man on the telephone pole vigilantly: "You, who are you?" ”

"Miss, don't worry, with our existence, plus you, the two evil ways are not enough to worry about."

"That's it, Miss is a super genius, she has reached the Dao realm at only eighteen, and she is also a disciple of the warden, how can these two rats compare."

A group of guards kept talking.

The young man on the telephone pole suddenly smiled: "Genius? Having this title is just a qualification to challenge me. ”

"Xiaochen, do it! Except for Jiang Xiyue, no one else remained. ”

"Okay!" The evil young man with a huge scythe is none other than Xiaochen.

I saw a smile on the corner of Xiaochen's mouth, and rushed into the crowd with an excited face.

"Hmph, arrogant!"

"Brothers, come on!"

This group of guards were basically born in the Dao army, and when faced with such a scene one by one, they naturally would not be timid, and directly greeted them in a group.

It's all about the Dao realm, can you still lose if you fight one out of eight?

"The first one!" Xiaochen grinned, and the huge scythe in his hand came out of his hand and threw it directly at the person in front of him.

The man held a sword and directly swung Xiaochen's scythe away.

"I thought I had some ability, but it's ......"

As soon as the man's words fell, he saw Xiaochen stretch out his hand and pull the iron chain that connected the sickle, and the sickle suddenly seemed to have spirituality, and it hooked back directly, cutting off its head directly.

"Continue, second ......"

The huge scythe was extremely flexible in Xiaochen's hands, and at the same time against seven or eight Dao Realm powerhouses, it also had the upper hand, and every word would take away a human life.

"Stop!" Jiang Xiyue gritted his teeth, and a soft sword as thick as a cicada's wings appeared in his hand.

"When Xiaochen kills, he doesn't like to be disturbed, I'll play with you."

A black-haired youth jumps from a telephone pole with a sword.

With the momentum of the fall, the evil qi on the blade of the sword drifted in all directions.

That scene made Jiang Xiyue understand just by seeing it that he would definitely not be able to take this sword.

The silver teeth were clenched, and Jiang Xiyue could only hurriedly avoid this sword.

Bang!

There was a bang.

I saw that where the black-haired young man landed, a large pit appeared ten meters straight.

The surrounding roads are also full of cracks.

"Hey, young master, you move lightly, making such a big movement will affect my mood of killing people very much." Xiaochen complained dissatisfiedly to this side.

The black-haired young man glanced back at him: "I'm sorry, you continue." ”

"Okay, what's next? By the way, the fifth......"

In just a few moments, four of the eight guards had been killed by Xiaochen, and his huge scythe was stained with blood.

The remaining four guards didn't dare to continue the attack at this time, so they could only huddle together to meet the attack of the demon in front of them.

"You, who the hell are you?" Jiang Xiyue, who could avoid the attack, couldn't help but ask, the two of them, who were both peak powerhouses in the Dao realm, actually came to attack them hand in hand.

"Evil Saint Son, Chen Jianyu."

Chen Jianyu held the black sword and said lightly.

"Evil Son?" Jiang Xiyue gritted her teeth and stared at Chen Jianyu tightly.

I was a little unwilling in my heart, in vain I thought that I had a good talent, and I was also top-notch among my peers, but compared with this Chen Jianyu, the gap was too big.

(End of chapter)